Proof The Bible Is True

When life’s events start your mind racing, remember the still, small voice of God.

 

It was late, and the storm raged on.

 

Where was she?

 

Abby, my then nine-year-old, had gone to a theme park with her best friend. I had felt okay about letting her go—but that was before the tornado warnings. Now, I just wanted her home—crouched in the hall closet with the rest of us. I wanted to know she was safe. I wanted to hug her. I wanted to protect her.

 

My husband, Jeff, and I prayed that God would watch over her. Still, worry filled my heart. I needed to know she was all right.

 

Why didn’t they call?

 

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